Hearing Sun Xiang's self-reported cultivation, everyone finally became calm and began to discuss. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info twenty-year-old swordsman, it's just against the sky. Sun Zhongying is thirty years old, and he is only in the middle of the Great Swordsman. has always been regarded as a genius in the family, but compared to Sun Xiang, he is not a scumbag.

And Sun Zhongming actually went to Astor City, which made everyone feel that there was a problem inside. The last family meeting had already decided that Astor City would be managed by Sun Xiang, where would Sun Zhongming go and what would he do? Some wise elders had already sniffed a hint from inside. And after Sun Zhongying heard that Sun Xiang had reported his cultivation, his face turned pale, revealing a look of disbelief.

Sun Guangzan knew that today's matter was beyond his control, and took out the miniature teleportation array to report to the ancestor. And Sun Guangbo finally moved and walked out the door, he knew that Sun Xiang was right, this was his only chance. Sun Xiang's growth speed is too fast, and he must kill Sun Xiang when he grows up in order to clear the obstacles for his grandson. So many elders watched, and they pretended to hesitate for a long time, killing the genius of the family can also be said to be forced by Sun Xiang.

Sun Xiang took the lead in entering the family's martial arts arena and quietly waited for Sun Guangbo's arrival.

Sun Guangbo stood outside the martial arts arena and pretended to be persuasive and said, "Sun Xiang, there may be some misunderstanding between us. I don't know why Zhong Ming's kid ran to Astor City. You send him back, and I will teach him a good lesson. ”

Sun Xiang shook his head: "Come on." A duel to the death. ”

Sun Guangbo was still pretending to persuade there: "You kid, is the duel of life and death shouting nonsense?" Come down, have something to say. ”

Sun Xiang said calmly: "I count to ten." If you don't come up, I'll go back to Astor City. a"

The other elders saw that Sun Xiang was serious, and began to dissuade him. But Sun Xiang didn't pay attention to it at all, and was still counting there.

"Enough!" The two would-be saints finally arrived and shouted loudly. Then, he said to Sun Xiang: "Sun Xiang, if you have something to say, we will make a fair judgment." Don't duel to the death at every turn. ”

Sun Xiang said calmly again: "Either there is a duel, or I withdraw from the family." ”

The two ancestors trembled with anger, and pointed at Sun Xiang with their fingers: "You..."

Seeing the situation in front of him, Sun Guangbo was secretly happy, and he even hoped that the ancestor would kill Sun Xiang directly.

Sun Xiang said in the same tone: "What, the ancestors want to bully the small? ”

"Haha, what a arrogant boy." There was a loud laugh in the air. Then a figure appeared, Sage!

The two ancestors immediately bowed down and said in unison, "Big brother! Sun Guangzan knelt down on one knee and said, "Welcome to the ancestor." "Some of the other elders who knew each other had already knelt on one knee, and those who didn't know each other also understood Sun Guangzan's appearance, and immediately knelt on one knee. Only Sun Xiang and the masked man stood there, very eye-catching.

Sun Xiang thought to himself, this is the essence of the super family, how can only two quasi-saints support the sky of the super family.

Originally, he only knew that there were four sages in the Etullai Empire, and they were all very familiar with it. Now that another sage has emerged from the Sun family, this makes Sun Xiang guess that the so-called super family should all have sages, and it seems that there must be more than four sages in the Etulto Empire.

He remembered the long conversation with the old man when he first came to the capital, and finally understood that in front of the super family with the Sage in charge, the Zhao family and the Yu family were really just stout ants.

"Get up, boy, why don't you kneel?" The Sage fell to the ground and said loudly.

Sun Xiang said calmly: "Let the duel be able to kneel." ”

The old man happily agreed: "Okay, life and death duel, I will be the referee"

After listening to the ancestor's words, Sun Guangbo was overjoyed in his heart, and now it was even more okay to kill Sun Xiang. This time, he was not pretentious, took out his big sword, and immediately walked into the martial arts arena.

Sun Guangzan's lips moved, and he finally didn't speak. The others didn't dare to speak, and they all looked at the two who were about to duel.

"The early stage of the sword master?" Seeing the douqi cover that Sun Xiang had added to himself, someone immediately muttered.

Sun Guangbo's confidence is even greater.

Theoretically, the dual cultivation of demonic martial arts is to defeat at one level and draw at two levels. He is a late stage of the sword master, just two levels higher than Sun Xiang, and theoretically he can draw the opponent. But he has been practicing for more than a hundred years, and Sun Xiang has only been practicing for many years? He has the confidence to grind and grind his opponent to death. Now he was worried that the Ancestor would intervene in the duel.

Neither side spoke, and when they were ready, they rushed towards each other. The elders who were watching the battle outside were all stunned, Demon and Martial Arts Double Cultivation, Sun Xiang should first use magic to restrict or attack the opponent, how could anyone rush forward directly like a sword master. Many people began to shake their heads in disappointment, including the two would-be saints.

Soon the two sides entered the attack range, and the swords in their hands emitted the same white light, and the two rays of light collided fiercely.

The result of the impact was both expected and somewhat unexpected.

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiang was repelled several steps, but Sun Guangbo only took one step back. Unexpectedly, Sun Guangbo did not continue to attack, but as if he had a cold in winter, his body trembled.

is also a white sword, Sun Guangbo uses fighting energy, and Sun Xiang uses ice magic elements. This is Sun Xiang's self-created Demon Martial Arts Dual Cultivation Skill.

Sun Xiang stopped his hind legs, and immediately unfolded his body to attack Sun Guangbo, who was getting rid of the severe cold, this time he used the spatial magic element, and the sword was black.

"What's that?" The elders watching the battle let out a cry of surprise. Unfortunately, no one could answer, because they had never seen a black sword.

Sun Guangbo didn't have time to get rid of the remaining trace of severe cold, and swung his big sword to block the black sword, but unfortunately, the target he hit was weirdly missed. Sun Guangbo, who found that he had missed the shot, immediately dodged and dodged this strange sword. Due to the haste of hiding, with a "poof", the douqi hood was cut open, along with the left rib was cut, the wound was not deep, but the blood had begun to seep out.

"Hurt! Guangbo is injured! The elders who were watching the battle exclaimed again. In addition to being able to see the moves, they can't understand the energy inside the moves. Only the two would-be saints began to frown, as if to see something. And that saint-level ancestor had a calm expression, not knowing what he was thinking at all.

The ensuing battle completely subverted the perception of the Elders who watched the battle. Sun Xiang's long sword would glow in various colors, and the white light would sometimes make Sun Guangbo tremble, and sometimes there was nothing to do; The black light always made Sun Guangbo misjudge, and he had to use brute force to crack it; The cyan glow would make Sun Guangbo's attack feel like a quagmire; The green glow would cause Sun Guangbo's sword to deviate from direction. Occasionally, there was a red glow, which often suffocated Sun Guangbo.

From the beginning of the battle, everyone paid attention to Sun Xiang's empty left hand while watching, and they wanted to see the cooperation and application of the dual skills of the Demon Martial Arts. However, they were disappointed, Sun Xiang's left hand was always swinging naturally in line with the battle of his body, and it only played a normal balancing role, and it was useless at all.

But they couldn't understand Sun Xiang's sword at all, because they had never heard of this kind of sword with other colors.

The people outside couldn't understand it, but Sun Guangbo in the battle understood. He understood what the sword that Sun Xiang attacked was, it was a magic element, not a fighting spirit, no, sometimes it would be a fighting spirit. He is working very hard now, while attacking Sun Xiang, he also has to parry Sun Xiang's attack, and this kind of parry has to be judged in advance, according to the color of Sun Xiang's light, and make corresponding defenses. What he was most afraid of was the white sword, because he didn't know if it was ice or Dou Qi at all, and he could only know if he came into contact. So he shivered a lot.

Sun Guangbo began to be afraid, he had never heard of this kind of sword with magical elements, and it was even more difficult to deal with it. It didn't matter, the important thing was that he remembered a legend that Sun Xiang had a mysterious master, and it was said that his strength was still above the sage. But after so many years, he didn't see this mysterious master appear, and he forgot about it. For the sake of the future of his two grandchildren, he is planning with all his might, and he does not want to believe this legend in his heart. But seeing Sun Xiang's current strength, he believed it, and he was also afraid.

In a fight between swordsmen, one negligence will kill you, not to mention trembling, and the fear in your heart. If it weren't for the high rank, he would have died a long time ago.

His confidence was gone, and he now very much hoped that the Old Ancestor would break the duel.

The elders who were watching the battle outside were already numb, a young man in the early stage of the sword master was pressing an old man in the late stage of the sword master to fight, the young man was chic and free, and the old man was embarrassed, and there were many injuries on his body, although they were not serious, but the blood had already stained the placket red.

Sun Zhongying's face was pale, and there was no longer blood. He suddenly walked up to the ancestor, knelt down on one knee, and said tremblingly, "Please stop the duel." ”

That Saint-level Ancestor had a calm face and asked softly, "If Sun Xiang was at a disadvantage, would you plead with me?" ”

Sun Zhongying raised his head, looked at the ancestor, his lips moved, and finally he didn't speak, and then collapsed to the ground as if he had suddenly lost his strength.

Sixty moves later, Sun Guangbo's big sword was taken off, and a deep wound was exposed on the wrist of his right hand, and blood flowed down like a thin thread. He stopped and looked at Sun Xiang opposite in a daze, his eyes full of despair and pleading.

Sun Xiang put away his long sword, walked over, and waved his hand to give Sun Guangbo a big mouth. There was a "snap", which was particularly loud, and then everyone heard Sun Xiang's words: "Astor City, you dare to think about it!" ”

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